was going and thought. The swarm of thoughts persecuted D, and the approach to the bridge, the uncertainty encompassing the hero. "Suddenly I forgot or did not find." - The reason shouted the master. "Really, who acorbaran on me? He was alone. "- Respondria heart. While both feet are lifted up by the bridge and stood right in the middle. Sleeping down the river, hidden by the big ice crust. "If you jump, and starry derrumbare under the ice, I find in the spring ..." - Continue dialogue of reason. "And not a shower can not log in!" - Were drowned in the heart devotion to the master. Repente, obeying a momentary streak, D removed the tears and ran.
D was, until the knee is Drowned in sparkling snow. The acorbaba not, as was at the edge of the city, but consciousness returned to him, it is clear that is regionl, from the passage through childhood. The passage through the house where he spent all the years of peqeno and juveniles. D cavorting like small, rolled in the snow and throwing snowballs on the first floor windows. This what was done to lift the head. There in the window of his room, his mother watched. Few seconds the mother and son looked at each other in the eye andnot bothered by the distance. After the forces are not taking this look back and ran dao Д. As if this he ran to her, under the defense so far fled from her (?). On the face maternal, Levent about wrinkles, tears were flowing.
Tears of universal worth almost complete loss of the child, the tears of joy of sudden encounter with him. (?)
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